As you walk towards the bar, you see several patrons leaning over it, some dressed in inconspicuous leathers and cloaks, and others wearing fantastic silks and velvets of shimmering colors, with flesh as pale as fresh milk. The bar is polished to an almost mirrorlike shine, the soft golden whorls spinning throughout it's length give it an almost royal appearance, while the simple barstools lining it, seem at first to be uncomfortable, but once sat in, seem as if one could rest on it for hours.

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Behind the bar leans Li|ithe, the Inn's resident bartender. She is the one to go to for drinks or snacks or what have you. Although once in a while she tends to stray from her duties, but, luckily for her, she returns to them promptly.